Play On Death Poem by Sharron Stephenson
Play On Death
To pour the salt over the soul of,
timeless hate,
To remove the fear froma child in,
pain.
To hide the truth deep down in a locked,
box,
To keep the heart beating when death is,
calling,
the batterys engery is low and flat,
The secerts you keep.
Seal the sight of a lonley cry,
Breathe the winds of a winters cold.
Heat words that scars the paly of now and,
Yesterday
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